It wasn't that Toki was even trying to eliminate all coherency in Skwisgaar, though that was a fun biproduct of his ministrations. His eyes fluttered closed when he decided to put more effort into it and go down further with a slow, easy bob of his head. His hand busied itself with stroking what part of Skwisgaar's length he couldn't quite reach. He hadn't had practice at all for so long that he almost immediately felt his jaw start aching. Still, he didn't want to stop. The fingers of Toki's free hand gripped Skwisgaar's hip tighter, and he groaned through his nose as he relaxed his jaw to take the older guitarist deeper.